𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 || 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤

05||Chaos and Goals

Chapter 5: Chaos and Goals

Song: Confident

This is my game, and you better come to play.

Aiza's POV:

Dear diary, it's been three days since I joined Blue Lock. Honestly, it didn't start great...eleven boys changing right next to me... Talk about awkward.

'Ух ты, посмотри на эту красивую пылинку на потолке! (Wow, look at that beautiful dust particle on the ceiling)!!'

We've had endurance tests every day since arriving. It feels like I'm living in a nightmare, I swear, I'm just waiting to pass out at any second. I'm barely keeping up with the others, and it's exhausting. The worst part? Wearing this binder all day. 

Sharing a room with ten strangers doesn't make it any easier. How am I supposed to sleep when they snore like bears?

Thanks to the football gods for baggy pajamas, at least I can take the binder off at night.

'"Дышать весело...(Breathing is fun...)'

I sneak out at night sometimes for solo training. Just me, my thoughts, and the sweet freedom of an unbound chest.

On the bright side, I've made some friends. Well, if you can call two goofy brothers who couldn't take anything seriously "friends." But we get along quite well.

Today, Ego announced the 'First Selection.' We finally get to play real matches! I'm so pumped! Can't wait to crush Team Y tomorrow. Better get some sleep tonight, though.

Good night, diary-chan!!

Next day

Alright, so how do we pick positions for the game? With intense, strategic discussions? Nah. Rock, paper, scissors. And of course, with my stellar luck, I end up as a midfielder. Just fantastic.

"Alright, team! How do we choose positions?" someone from the team asked enthusiastically.

"Rock, paper, scissors!" I shouted in excitement "I'm feeling luckly today"

"..."

"nevermind we need a strategy" I said dumbfounded and avoiding eye contact "блядь..."

"So okay, 'random name' plays as forwards, 'more random names' plays as wings and Aiza plays as midfielder...blah blah blah"

"Midfielder? Me? How am I supposed to play that?" I shouted.  Well I got no choice after all, after few minutes game started and we entered the field.

The game started with our team's kickoff!!

As expected, the game turned into a selfish mess, everyone trying to take the ball and show their worth even tho they haven't got any, all chasing the ball.

"Sorry, but I've got no time for this," I whispered, my voice cutting through the chaos, it was heavy silence for me. I grabbed the ball from the group, its weight familiar against my foot.

I surged forward as five defenders blocked my path, four ahead and one closing in. An easy pass, I felt dark, reddish aura enveloped me, sharpening my instincts, my eyes go wild as I looked up to them.

With a flick of my foot, I nutmegged and dribbled though them all.

As I neared the goalie, I feigned a shot, watching his eyes widen. Timing was everything. With a burst of adrenaline, I leaped over him, letting gravity take over.